Saturday, April 24, 2010

8:30 PM. Thursday Night. Rite Aid.

I walked up to the counter to check out. My purchases were varied. I had a bottle of rum, a two liter of Coke, a roll of paper towels, and a box of Apple Jacks.

The check-out guy scanned and bagged. He took my money. And then he peered into the bag once more before handing it to me. He raised his eyebrows. He grinned.

"Behave tonight," he said.

"I'll try," I said, and then I hightailed it out of there with my booze, cereal, and paper towels--clearly the makings of sleazy, sleazy night.


KNC said...

Eww. Reminds me of the guy at Kitty's Bar.

Jess said...

Well, the guys at Kitty's Bar wanted to know if we were running around on our husbands, and the guy at the liquor store wanted to know if we were going to cause trouble, right?

And then we did. We floated in a pool and drank champagne.